The legitimate daughter is reborn and cannot escape after being provoked by the tyrant

Mo Xiao stood there, accepting the worship of hundreds of officials.

Then, he turned and walked to the bed, helped the emperor up from the bed, and let him half lean on his shoulders.

The emperor's energy was not very good, and he had little energy to speak at this time.

He leaned on Mo Xiao, glanced at everyone, and after gathering some strength, he said in a deep voice: "You are all my humerus. Today I entrust the prince to you. From now on, I hope you can Help with all your heart.”

All the ministers looked at each other and said in unison: "I obey the order."

The emperor closed his eyes and waved his hand: "Go down."

Everyone immediately stood up and filed out. As soon as they walked out of the door, they saw the imperial doctor hurriedly entering the emperor's room carrying a small medicine box. Everyone looked at each other and each had a plan in mind.

In the room, the imperial doctors surrounded the emperor, administering acupuncture and medicine, and were busy working together.

As soon as the ministers left, the emperor fainted again, and his face looked even worse than before.

The queen and Mo Xiao stood in the corner, and now they finally had a chance to talk for a while.

Mo Xiao looked at the emperor and asked in a low voice: "How is the situation?"

The Queen looked at Mo Xiao's face: "Worried?"

Mo Xiao said nothing.

The queen looked away without looking at Mo Xiao, and said calmly: "It's probably not ideal. You have to be mentally prepared."

Mo Xiao raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brow. After a while, he said softly: "Can everything be settled before the winter solstice?"

The queen frowned and looked at him: "Are you anxious?"

Mo Xiao hummed, feeling very anxious.

The day when Lu Jiuqing gave birth was probably around the winter solstice. Before then, he had to deal with matters in the capital before he could go to her.

He had always thought that at least Lu Jiuqing should be by her side when she gave birth to her child.

The queen didn't know this, and when she heard him speak anxiously, she frowned slightly, her eyes full of disapproval.

"You should know that this matter should not be rushed. You have been waiting for so long, so don't fall short at the last moment."

Mo Xiao lowered his eyes, and after a while, he said, "But, I'm really anxious."

Queen: "..."

Although she didn't know that Lu Jiuqing was pregnant and about to give birth, seeing Mo Xiao like this, she guessed that it had something to do with Lu Jiuqing.

She sighed and said softly: "You have to be more patient and wait. What is yours is yours after all, and you can't run away."

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From this day on, Mo Xiao moved out of the former Ninth Prince's Mansion and officially moved into the East Palace. In order to deal with government affairs, he almost rested in Yinghua Palace.

The emperor, however, fell completely ill. He was awake for less than half an hour every day, and fell into a deep sleep without saying a few words.

It looked calm above the court, but underneath the calm there was a turbulent situation, and everyone seemed to be waiting.

As the days passed, the weather became colder day by day.

A charcoal basin has already been placed in the Yinghua Hall, making the room warm.

Mo Xiao was leaning on the chair, holding a red pen in his hand, and was frowning while reviewing the book.

After a while, Qiuyue hurriedly came in from outside, holding a letter in her hand: "Your Highness, I have an idea."

Mo Xiao's hand holding the Zhubi froze, and then he suddenly raised his head and looked straight at Qiuyue.

Qiu Yue followed Mo Xiao and waited on her. During these days in the palace, she was already expressionless with emotion and anger, but now she couldn't help but feel a little excited. She walked a few steps quickly and put the letter in front of Mo Xiao: "Your Highness , there are traces of the girl."